Congratulations!

You have been accepted into Madame Zera's School for the Vampric. As you know, this school is very difficult to get into, and requires that you have vampric blood running through your veins. On August the 11th, the bus will come to pick you up. Be sure to pack whatever you need.

Each student will be granted a room of their own. The girls' rooms will be seperate from the boys'. The rooms come with a seperate bathroom, a twin-sized bed, and a television set.

We hope to see you soon!

- Mr. Edgar Rice

((Plot))

You find a letter in your mailbox saying that you are to go to a school that you have never heard of. You are given a week to pack and prepare. You are enraged, but you get over it. You ask your parents why you have to go to this school, and they explain that your vampire powers are about to awaken, and that you need to learn how to harness what powers you have.

But this school isn't necessarily a school. You don't take classes. You're just kept there, and you learn from the adults on how to control your bloodlust and such.

Wow that's a crappy plot. o.o

((Setting))

Madame Zera's School for the Vampric is a boarding school. The entire school is huge, and it is located deep in the forests and swamps of the south somewhere in Louisana. Alligators and other various wildlife roam the campus. The school sits on the most beautiful pasture you've ever seen, and the exterior of the school is white. However, the interior color theme is a gothic red, gold, and black. Portraits of various vampires that have passed away are hung on the walls. In other words, it's more like a huge mansion than a school.

((Rules))

1. Ask to join.
2. No gay/bi/lesbian characters.
3. Even gender ratio is a must. If you create a male, you must create a female, and vice versa.
4. Do not post your bios until I have given you permission to join.
5. No mary-sues/gary-lues.
6. The vampires in this roleplay aren't immortal, and they can freely go into sunlight. The only thing that sets them apart from humans is that they have fangs, they must drink blood to survive, they are slightly stronger than humans, and they have one to three powers.
7. The vampires in this roleplay have blood coursing through their veins. If you cut them, they will bleed. You get it?
8. This is a literate roleplay.
9. Have fun!

((Bio Skeletons))

Erase messages in parenthesis, please.

Name:
Age: (14-18)
Gender:
Appearance/Deion:
Personality: (At least three words.)
History: (Optional.)
Power[s]: (Three at the most.)
Pets/Familiars: (No more than three. And don't go crazy with wolves, okay?)
Other?:

((My Characters))

Name: Morrigan Reid
Age: She appears to be around fourteen or fifteen. She could be a bit older, though.
Gender: Female
Appearance/Deion: Morrigan is hardly ever seen in her human form, but if you are lucky enough to get a glimpse of her, you would be surprised. Morrigan has long straight black hair that goes past her shoulders and dangles just above her waist. Her bangs are somewhat choppy, and she has to constantly push them out of her face. She stands at about 5'5" or 5'6". She is very skinny, only weighing in at around a measly 100 pounds. Her skin is a pale color, but it isn't as colorless as porcelain. Morrigan's almond-shaped eyes are a light bluish grey color, and they stay that color all the time. Her lips are full, and are a light pink in color. She usually wears a dark denim jacket that has the sleeves rolled up, and short black shorts. Her shoes are black combat boots.
Personality: She normally keeps to herself, but if she sees something interesting, she won't hesitate to check it out. She doesn't think things through and she acts on her instincts. She will say what she thinks without any problem, whether it is a compliment or an insult. She is known for following those that she finds interesting, but she always stays out of sight. Once you get to know her, she is a very caring girl, and she is very sensitive. She has a soft spot for animals, and they seem to flock to her. She is very skilled with knives, and she can hold her own in a fight.
History: She doesn't talk about it much.
Power[s]: She can shapeshift into a black cat, a black dog, and she can create illusions.
Pets/Familiars: She has a male black wolf named Ark.
Other?: Her brother is Jasper Reid.

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Name: Jasper Reid
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance/Deion: Jasper looks much like his sister. He is tall, standing at nearly six feet. His skin is pale, and he has black hair just like Morrigan that is cut shaggily so that it occasionally covers his eyes. He has long, lean muscles along his arms and legs, and he has a well built torso that he enjoys showing off to girls. The only thing that differentiates Jasper from Morrigan is that his eyes are a dark reddish brown instead of the light greyish blue that his sister sports. He usually wears dark ripped jeans and dark green t-shirts.
Personality: Jasper is known as a flirt. He is a ladies man, and he knows it. However, he is quite lonely on the inside. He is very affectionate towards his sister, and is very protective over her. He thinks that she is very fragile, even though she can equally match him in a fight. He tends to be a bit cocky at times, but once you get past all of that, he is a very nice guy.
History: Like his sister, he doesn't talk about his life at home.
Power[s]: He can speak to animals, and can manipulate earth. (Not Earth as in the planet. He manipulates trees, dirt, rocks, and the lot.)
Pets/Familiars: He has a small red-winged black bird named Lady.
Other?: His sister is Morrigan Reid.

Hey, Wolfie. Join? 

Name | Taylor Sommers

Age | Seventeen

Gender | Female

Looks | Taylor's most noticed feature are her gray eyes. Although the rest of her family had soft, emerald green eyes, she somehow obtained the rain gray color of her great-great-grandmother's. Her structure is of a lanky build, long limbs providing a runner's type of body. Her facial features are very angular with a wide chin and high cheekbones being most prominent. Her brown hair is styled in layers and frames the left side of her face.

Personality | Taylor has a fiery spirit when she's around those she trusts and is comfortable with. When around those she doesn't know, she tends to be a bit shy. Though she's been working on her social skills lately, she still tends to stick around her twin brother for support.

History | Her family used to be in one piece, but the only person she is close to now is her brother. When they were both twelve years old, their father died in a car accident on his way home from work one day. Their mother was absolutely destroyed because of this and she strayed from reality. Taylor and Maksis grew up at a young age, then. They made sure to pay the bills, to keep food in the house, and more importantly, stay together. Their bond as twins grew even stronger and now they’re almost inseparable because of it.

Other | She has a twin brother named Maksis and a black foxcat named Shadowfax.

Look Reference |
http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg312/bitowurd/TaylorMaks.jpg

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Join with two vamp boys? I don't have any girls other than a Dhampyr female...

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XD

I loves you! -flyingtackleglomphuglicks-

Bios will be up shortly.

And lemme tell you something nao... My boys are ooold.

((-Is flyingtackleglomphuglicked.-

Um... The vampires in this rp aren't immortal. Therefore, their looks should match how old they are.))

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They were turned at Nineteen, so they look nineteen. I go off of different vampire sources... Well... Mainly Moonlight. 'Cause the rest seem so suckish...

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You didn't burst any bubble, Wolf. I am just saying "Don't judge a book by its cover." |P

And your judging my boys before you actually see their profiles.

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You want me to post my bios now that you know about them?

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Well, it sounded like you were judging them.

And I still can't think...

Name: Markus Kallaticus Taen
Age: 2030, but looks Nineteen
Gender: Male
Appearance/Deion: Markus is, in short, an albino. When he fangs grow in, all four canines look roughly similar to a wolf's or a cat's fangs. One his left shoulder blade is a black tattoo of a Fleur de Lis. His pants are tight black jeans that end at his ankles and he wears black boots that end at his knees. The boots have silver skull fastenings. The skulls look like they have small fangs. He also stands at six foot two. Markus wears the male's ring on his left pointer finger. [X]
Personality: Markus is cold and outlandish. He is an outcast in his own eyes, but very mysterious in the eyes of others. He doesn't like to get close to people for what happened in his mysterious past. Sometimes, he is more animated when he is around people he trusts. But that is very rare for him to leave his stoic state.
History: Markus was born in 19 BC to a wealthy family in Athens, Greece, as a human. As he grew up, he went to school and learned about the methods of fighting and other things. He was happy during his human life. Until his parents arranged a marriage between him and a woman he did not love. That happened in the years in which “Jesus Christ” was supposedly born. And during that time, he was attacked a vampress and was turned into a vampire. His maker was called Shoni and she was an Egyptian vampire; a lovely one at that. They traveled around Greece for a while until Markus turned a hundred. They were in Sparta at the time and Shoni was killed. Markus was branded with a Fleur de Lis and he fled Sparta. After that, he traveled around the Mediterranean. Only coming back to Greece once every hundred years. Then, he grew tired of his world and decided to travel through out the world.
Power[s]: Markus has abilities beyond the normal human. He has heightened senses, inhuman strength and speed, and he can sense the future. Although he seems all-powerful, Markus does have some weaknesses. Like a wooden stake to the heart will paralyze him and silver acts like a poison when it gets into his body. But the only thing that can kill him is decapitation and fire. Markus can control the element of Air and often relies on the wind around him to make it work. He cannot control it for a long period of time when inside, but when outside, he has no problem.
Pets/Familiars: Riiva – a pure white raven he befriended. The raven's gender is female.
Other?: Believe it or not, this is not Markus's first life. He was a Native American first and went by the name Silver Wolf. He was second in a triplet with Hidden Moon first and Blood Wolf last. Markus can speak Ancient Greek and the modern version of it. He can also speak Zaou's Cherokee language and he is almost perfect with English. Minus his confusion for bigger words.

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((That's it. I'm starting.))

Morrigan slowly strolled along, looking completely out of place in her home town; Miami, Florida. You would expect a girl her age to be tan, and have beach-blonde hair. However, Morrigan never really liked the sun all that much. She much preferred to stay in the shade, and watch things take place instead of actually taking place in them. She carried two rolling bags of luggage that were also black.

Morrigan was followed by a black wolf that weighed more than she did. The thing wasn't fat, though. It was just covered in muscles. "Ark," Morrigan said in a small voice, "what do you think it is going to be like at the new school?"

Ark responded by tilting his head to the side, and looking intently at his loving owner. He sat down on the concrete by her side, and let out a shaky dog-like sigh.

Jasper came out of their large house, his luggage in hand. He carried much less than his sister, but didn't boys always pack light? "Morri!" Jasper said to his sister as he came up behind her. He patted her head, and said, "You're going to love it at Madame Zera's School. We don't even have classes."

Jasper had been to Madame Zera's School for the Vampric last year, and he had told his sister about it all summer. Morrigan, however, wasn't so quick to trust him. She couldn't imagine a school not teaching classes. It wouldn't be a bad setup, though.

One of the things that Jasper was holding let out a loud, "Caw," and fluttered around. Jasper put a hand on the cage that he was holding, and pulled up the black sheet that was covering it, revealing a jet black bird with some red markings on its wings.

"Lady, you need to keep it down. If you caw like that all the time at school, one of the students are going to turn you into fried chicken," Jasper said with a chuckle.

Soon, the bus came driving up, and the two boarded it, putting their luggage in the compartments above their heads. The bus was nice, and it wasn't even yellow. It was like a tour bus. Jasper took a seat beside his sister, and Ark came up and layed down on the row of seats in front of them.

Taylor ran her fingers through her hair in a sigh and leaned against her bedroom wall. After all this time, she had been a vampire. Of course, she hadn't awakened yet, according to the letter, but the harshness of the sunlight on her eyes, the curious pull blood had for her, all of that suddenly had a purpose. It turned out she wasn't a freak after all, but the sudden shift her life had taken was startling.

"At least I'm handling it better than Maks," she murmured to herself. She could feel their connection through the mind-link they shared as twins, always had since they were born. He had blocked off most of his feelings from her, but she could still feel the ghost of pain and absolute devastation. "Oh, Maks," she said as she shook her head sadly.

A large bundle of black fur lept into her arms and a small smile tugged at her lips. She stroked the silky fur of her black foxcat, the being's enourmous maroon eyes looking up at her with a knowledge Taylor didn't think was human. She dipped her head down and rubbed her face against his; Shadowfax let out a pleased purr and flicked his tail. "Go make Maks feel better, would you? We have to go soon," she said and Shadowfax padded lazily from her hold before darting off into the hallway.

Taylor stood and brushed off her faded jeans, Shadowfax's hair somehow scattered all over her white blouse, too. She shook her head and chuckled as she picked off the fur. When finding herself presentable again, she grabbed her backpack and headed out the door.

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Maksis stared, his gaze fixated on the green curtains on his window. Vampire, the word kept running through his head. He dropped his head into his hands, but still, he stared at nothing. He knew Taylor was worried about him, he could vaguely feel it through the link, but he merely put more blocks between them. Vampire. He didn't want to hurt anyone and this ruined his dream of becoming a surgeon or even a doctor.

Shadowfax crept warily into his room and Maksis gratefully stroked his fur. Though he was more attuned to Taylor, the foxcat would comfort him sometimes. "Did Taylor send you?" he asked the cat softly and Shadowfax seemed to nod, his eyes light. Vampire.

He pushed Shadowfax off, knowing he couldn't deny the inevitable anymore. He stood and halfheartedly grabbed his suitcase. The foxcat followed after him as he stepped into the hallway and wordlessly joined Taylor. The two walked outside, locking the house behind them, and headed down to the nearest bus stop. He didn't want this. Vampire.